the battle of reason

the battle of reason

the greatest battle i ever fought

‘twas betwixt

what i aught

and

what i bought

into

and what i sought

all for naught

and now i am taut

wrought

caught up

with

reason

season in

season out

the bout

of examination

and doubt

goes on

and on

i justify

validify

codify

edify

vilify

oh

did i say justify

silly guy

well . . .

i do it over

and over

again

and again

defend it i do

beginning

to end

it i do

how about you

thinking one’s mind

is one’s best friend

may be a mistake

one should take

stock of

with out the gloves

of

self affirmation

what do you think

any confirmation

or affirmation

to this contemplation

oh, i did say affirmation twice

or thrice ?

nice

let me confirm this

damn condemnation

what is your aspiration

in this deliberation

have any

yet

i bet

for in the summation

of things

all things

sometimes

thoughts have wings

and most times not

unless we admit our delusions

and the confusion

found in the verity

of clarity

falsely induced

because we can

man !

wait . . .

i hear the ground troops coming

what chance do they have

against the artillery

of my self righteousness

i had to ask

you know

for reason most times

is subject to

our derelictions

and the direction

the wind blows

or some pretty skirt

or the feel of the dirt

‘tween our toes

if we are shoeless

heaven knows

but that is not reasonable

is it

i look for light

and if it comes not

of it’s own volition

so i take the position

that i am in control

another supposition

with variable conditions

oh, the light,

yes

i turn it on

flipping that switch

which

i can not find

so i pretend to

do that

what ?

flip that switch

of reason back on

in my own mind

and those who would listen

listen

did i say that again ?

what ? . . .  listen

and as i said

season after season

there is no pleasin’

one’s perspectives

of reason

at least not

while the battle is going on

and if you hang around long enough

i will some day write a reason

for a poem such as this

if that’s what you want to call it

wait a minute

let me think about that

hhhhhmmmmmmm . .  . .

let me reason this out

(c) 10 December 2011 : William S. Peters, Sr.

the battle of reason